Chapter 251: Chapter 250: The Joke of the Mercenary Alliance
On Lu Mian’s end, the speed and passion were still being played out to the fullest. Wherever she went, turmoil was sure to follow.
There were those who were frightened, those who were thrilled, and those who wanted to follow suit. The ones trying to emulate her all ended in failure, for they only had the desire to soar but not the skills to take to the skies.
Speeding under less than optimal road conditions without causing any accidents, that level of skill and reaction time wasn’t something an average person could achieve.
The driver inside the car, Old Fang, truly felt old at heart. Grasping the handle with trembling hands, tears streamed down his face.
All these traffic violations… he couldn’t take it…
Ten minutes later, Yuren informed Lu Mian that one more overpass would allow them to completely shake off the motorbike team. After the overpass, it would be the hospital.
Lu Mian pouted slightly, as if she regretted that it was ending so soon.
She glanced back through the rearview mirror and saw that only two motorcyclists in black remained, the rest had been left far behind.
The young girl’s delicate eyebrows and eyes carried a hint of wickedness and unruliness, her wild eyes now restored to calmness and serenity. She curved the corners of her mouth and casually shifted her posture, steering the wheel with her left hand.
Her right hand opened the window, and she lazily stuck out a hand gesture.
Motioning they were dragging behind.
Afterwards, the taxi smoothly made it onto the overpass.
The traffic lights switched at just the right moment; the massive crosswise flow of vehicles cut off the two pursuing motorbikes.
Timed to perfection, not a second off.
The motorbike mercenaries saw that gesture, boiling with rage they wished they could charge straight through—it was an insult, a disdain!
But the flood-like stream of cars blocked them tightly, and they could only watch helplessly as their target got further and further away.
“Boss, that driver even dared to insult us! I’m going to track him down…”
“Enough!” The leader, clenching his fists in anger, couldn’t believe they had failed to catch a simple taxi! If word of this got out, they would be the laughingstock of the Mercenary Alliance!
“Don’t cause any more trouble! We failed the mission, withdraw from Hong City!”
In Wucheng, Mo Nie received a message from Mo Si.
At the moment, he was sitting on a school bench, flipping a deck of playing cards in his hand, boringly killing time.
Ye Jinwen was busy investigating the information about the killer in the equipment room, and he had come out alone for a breath of fresh air.
He glanced at Mo Si’s text, then skimmed over it.
What could possibly be happening with a high school student attending school? Classes, studying, eating, going home. Did such monotonously regular routines really need a bi-hourly report?
After years of training, he wasn’t there just to watch over a little girl.
He didn’t take it to heart and replied: “She’s in class, all normal.”
Lu Mian pulled up at the entrance of the hospital, and the three people inside the car finally seemed to have recovered their souls.
Wang’s wife flung the door open and dashed out of the car, running to the flowerbed to throw up continuously.
Old Fang was doing better, except his legs were a bit shaky. He fumbled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one with trembling hands; he needed to calm down.
The one in the best condition was Liang Xueyan, the expectant mother whose endurance was quite strong. She had weathered another wave of contractions in the car without a sound, even up until now.
She struggled to get out of the taxi, sweat sliding down her pale face.
Even in such a state, she maintained good manners, thanking Lu Mian profusely.
“Little sister, thank you for saving me and my child… My name is Liang Xueyan, please give me your contact information. I will certainly repay this kindness!”
Lu Mian’s lips barely moved as she repeated the name to herself.